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Página 78
... Then self - condemn ' d , to shades of endless night , Forc ' d from these orbs
the bleeding balls of sight ; Oh hear ! and aid the vengeance I require , 101 If
worthy thee , and what thou might ' st inspire . My sons their old unhappy sire
despise ...
... Then self - condemn ' d , to shades of endless night , Forc ' d from these orbs
the bleeding balls of sight ; Oh hear ! and aid the vengeance I require , 101 If
worthy thee , and what thou might ' st inspire . My sons their old unhappy sire
despise ...
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Thou know ' st those regions my protection claim , Glorious in arms , in riches ,
and in fame : Though there the fair Egyptian heifer fed , And there deluded Argus
slept and bled ; 355 Though there the brazen tow ' r was storm ' d of old , When ...
Thou know ' st those regions my protection claim , Glorious in arms , in riches ,
and in fame : Though there the fair Egyptian heifer fed , And there deluded Argus
slept and bled ; 355 Though there the brazen tow ' r was storm ' d of old , When ...
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... relate fate . compare the fair ; ad pride , bride . ) ho rules the day , e obey , all
those charms er arms . g banks around , yrtles crown ' d ; ates , she sought , ds
brought ; shes ds brought Whether to sweet Castalia thou repair 831 And bathe
in.
... relate fate . compare the fair ; ad pride , bride . ) ho rules the day , e obey , all
those charms er arms . g banks around , yrtles crown ' d ; ates , she sought , ds
brought ; shes ds brought Whether to sweet Castalia thou repair 831 And bathe
in.
Página 122
Aflicted Sense thou kindly dost set free , Oppress ' d with argumental tyranny ,
And routed Reason finds a safe retreat in thee . VII . With thee in private , modest
Dulness lies , And in thy bosom lurks in Thought ' s disguise ; Thou varnisher of ...
Aflicted Sense thou kindly dost set free , Oppress ' d with argumental tyranny ,
And routed Reason finds a safe retreat in thee . VII . With thee in private , modest
Dulness lies , And in thy bosom lurks in Thought ' s disguise ; Thou varnisher of ...
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Thou who , since yesterday , hast rollid o ' er all The busy , idle blockheads of the
ball , Hast thou , Sun ! beheld an emptier sort * Than such as swell this bladder of
a Court ? 205 Now pox on those who shew a court in wax ! It ought to bring all ...
Thou who , since yesterday , hast rollid o ' er all The busy , idle blockheads of the
ball , Hast thou , Sun ! beheld an emptier sort * Than such as swell this bladder of
a Court ? 205 Now pox on those who shew a court in wax ! It ought to bring all ...
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Página 134 - Damn with faint praise, assent with civil leer, And, without sneering, teach the rest to sneer; Willing to wound and yet afraid to strike, Just hint a fault and hesitate dislike...
Página 127 - A Clerk, foredoom'd his father's soul to cross, Who pens a Stanza, when he should engross?
Página 134 - Dreading e'en fools, by flatterers besieged, And so obliging, that he ne'er obliged; Like Cato, give his little senate laws, And sit attentive to his own applause; While wits and Templars every sentence raise, And wonder with a foolish face of praise — Who but must laugh, if such a man there be? Who would not weep, if Atticus were he? What though my name stood rubric on the walls, Or plaster'd posts, with claps, in capitals? Or smoking forth, a hundred hawkers load, On wings of winds came flying...
Página 133 - Pretty! in amber to observe the forms Of hairs, or straws, or dirt, or grubs, or worms! The things, we know, are neither rich nor rare, But wonder how the devil they got there.
Página 138 - As shallow streams run dimpling all the way. Whether in florid impotence he speaks, And, as the prompter breathes, the puppet squeaks; Or at the ear of Eve, familiar toad, Half froth, half venom, spits himself abroad, In puns, or politics, or tales, or lies, Or spite, or smut, or rhymes, or blasphemies.
Página 128 - Wit, and Poetry, and Pope. Friend to my Life (which did not you prolong, The world had wanted many an idle song) What Drop or Nostrum can this plague remove?
Página 38 - Who sees pale Mammon pine amidst his store, Sees but a backward steward for the poor; This year a reservoir, to keep and spare : The next, a fountain, spouting through his heir, In lavish streams to quench a country's thirst, And men and dogs shall drink him till they burst.
Página 127 - I said; Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The Dog-star rages! nay 'tis past a doubt, All Bedlam, or Parnassus, is let out: Fire in each eye, and papers in each hand, They rave, recite, and madden round the land.
Página 131 - And, when I die, be sure you let me know Great Homer died three thousand years ago. Why did I write? what sin to me unknown Dipp'd me in ink, my parents', or my own?
Página 172 - Conspicuous scene ! another yet is nigh, (More silent far) where kings and poets lie ; Where MURRAY (long enough, his country's pride) Shall be no more than TULLY, or than HYDE ! Rack'd with sciatics,.